Fuck you

That kid's smug smile was full of innate evil spirit, and he was dressed in black. He only needed to paint his lips black and twitch the corners of his eyes, and he could be called a brother and brother with people in the magic way.

Xinghe chased after him, settled down, and then stepped forward with a long leg, it seemed that he finally made up his mind to deal with his shameless apprentice.

Aowen clenched the plate tightly in the same hatred.

At this moment, Ning Qi led a group of sons and brothers who came late as if stepping on the spot, Mingyue Guiyan looked at Xinghe, who wanted to enlighten him in public, so he picked up the pastries on the table and went up to them, smiling He handed it to Ning Qi: "Come here, Lord Youyang made it for everyone, that..."

He glanced to the side: "Pear Blossom Cake, come around quickly, try it all."

This nonsense stuck Xinghe's unstoppable footsteps under the pear tree that had been destroyed by Mingyuegui.

Probably thought it was too unbelievable, Xinghe actually wanted to laugh.

That's the kind of thing this guy can say.Make food for others?Not to mention cooking, he would not even sit and eat with them.

Xinghe really wanted to remind Mingyue Gui, but he didn't bother to explain in front of others. Generally, when encountering such things that turned black and white, unless he wanted to, he usually ignored it.

How do others have anything to do with him?If you understand, you will naturally understand, if you don't understand, you don't need to waste your time talking. He doesn't have the time or the need to explain to others whether his actions are correct or not.

Anyway, no one dared to do anything to him.

But now, at this very moment, right here, Xinghe really wanted to grab that man by the collar and shake it, to distance himself from this plate of pear flower cake of unknown origin, and say, "Are you sick?"

The unmedicated thing was selling pastries with its wolf tail up, Xinghe slowly let go of his curled fingers, finally retaining his usual cold-eyed onlooker.

The teenagers looked here cautiously, and Xinghe's attitude of neither admitting nor opposing made them extremely excited. In the hearts of the teenagers, Xinghe has always been an unattainable object of worship, the one who is incomparably perfect in every respect A man, would he actually cook and make pastries in order to welcome them?

Ning Qi was the first to pinch a piece and taste it, and then the remaining pear cake was snatched up by the teenagers dignifiedly in Xinghe's silence.

Mingyuegui felt that even if he served a plate of shit, these little creatures would happily grab it and eat it.

Taking advantage of the gap when everyone stuffed the cakes, Mingyue returned and blinked at Xinghe. Xinghe's expression remained the same, but secretly stepped a few small stones under his feet into the soil, turned them out, and stepped in again.

Most of the teenagers have no scheming, and a pastry can easily buy some unsteady hearts.The teary-eyed young man he had rescued in Jiujin Mountain before was among those who were bought. He looked at Mingyuegui, then at Youyang Jun with an indifferent face, and said in a soft voice, "My lord, what do we call you?" ah?"

"Of course it's a teacher..." Mingyue Gui's smile froze, the word "uncle" stuck in her throat and rolled back.

I've never thought about this question.

Brother?

What kind of joke about exploding the sky, he is obviously the husband of Xinghe...

Pooh.Obviously Xinghe's classmate!

But in the eyes of these juniors, he is still Xinghe's apprentice! ! !

It's an apprentice! ! !

"Of course it's Senior Brother!" The disciple next to him licked off the crumbs on his lips, carelessly licking the knife, "Of course Master Xinghe's apprentice is called Senior Brother!"

The corners of Mingyue Gui's mouth and eyes twitched together, the pleasure of winning a big victory just now was gone, and he raised his hand quite injured, and touched his teary-eyed head that was not ready for beating.

Xinghe retracted his feet and stood up straight, the corners of his originally tightly pursed lips even raised a small arc.

Ao Wen watched the twists and turns and bizarre scene from the side, and subconsciously bit the edge of the plate, seeking some comfort from the plate.

"Senior brother." A younger brother secretly glanced at Xinghe, "This, is it really Lord Youyang who did this?"

"Of course." Mingyue Gui said casually, "It's the pear blossoms I picked in the morning."

In fact, if you look carefully, you can find that Mingyuegui's standing posture is a little tense, and his back is straight, not like the boneless appearance in the past.

He looks very casual, but in fact he has been watching Ming Chen's every move from the corner of his eye.

The little princess Mishu, whom the two hated each other, was the closest to him, but he didn't pay attention to her. Anyway, wherever Xinghe was, Mishu would pretend to be a delicate and cute lady, and she didn't dare to blow her hair.

Mingchen didn't come to pick up the cakes, nor did he go to see Mingyuegui, and stood at the end with a cold face out of place.

Mingyue Gui could see the young man's right hand resting on his waist, pacing back and forth. For a moment, he even thought that Mingchen would draw his sword and stab him recklessly. Like the previous two times, he would treat him mercilessly. start.

But the boy suppressed his anger for some reason, and did nothing but a small movement of his right hand.

"It's not like his style," Mingyue Gui secretly thought, "Is it because I saved him twice to save face?"

Ning Qi's gaze swept over the youngsters one by one, and seeing that everyone had finished eating, he respectfully walked to Xinghe's side, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Disciple pays homage to Master Xinghe."

The disciples hurriedly followed, Mi Shu squeezed forward, squeezed to Ning Qi's side, followed the crowd delicately and weakly and said: "Disciple pays homage to Master Xinghe."

The corners of Xinghe's slightly raised mouth quickly pressed back, and the tip of his brow furrowed as if there was nothing.

He doesn't like anyone except Mingyuegui to call him "Master". The last time he heard them call him Senior Brother, this time he was directly promoted to Master. You must know that these juniors call Qinghua also Master, and Mingyuegui calls Qinghua also Master ...

Hearing this inexplicably separated seniority made him feel uncomfortable, he had a headache, his hands and feet were cold, and his chest felt uncomfortable!

None of the disciples dared to look up, so no one noticed Xinghe's strangeness.Only Mingyue Gui, who was standing on the sidelines watching with an empty plate, frowned, and glanced at the group of teenagers, but found no one who was unruly, and even Mi Shu obediently bowed her head.

What is Xinghe unhappy about?I just saw him gloating and smiling.

Putting the plate into Aowen's hand, Mingyue returned to Xinghe's side, bumped into his shoulder, looked at his face as if no one was there, and said, "Who messed with you?"

Usually used to being presumptuous, such a behavior is not worth mentioning when Mingyue returns, but in the eyes of outsiders, it seems a bit intimate.Fortunately, his voice was very low, and others couldn't hear what he said, so they just secretly glanced at him when he walked past.

Then--

The pear flower cake in the stomach seemed to have turned into a rock that could not be melted away, and all the internal organs became heavy along with it.

What's the situation!What's going on with these two!What's the matter with this master and apprentice!